Aligned with metal horns they gore against the population
Serving us constitution fill our cups with regulation
Buried their accidents in the residence of contradiction
Stocking them golden coins, secure for post and legislation
How will they overcome?
This mayhem's turning numb
Retrieve this sorrow, retrieve tomorrow
Though still they hesitate
How smart they ought to fake
To bleed the truth
Smiling with declaration wave them hands of counterfeit
They teach you how to give up push away the obligation
Sells out their sympathy to buy their way to raise the tax
Blinds all the explanation to swim inside the abstraction
But I'm not gonna lose against their will
Like a lamb in order
And I will be the first to not stay still
As long as I am me
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